The Growing Distance
Darren stared from the distance as he watched Timothee swim on the sea.
He's been standing in his spot for minutes now which felt like hours as he stared at Tim's form, looking like a professional swimmer. He'd been swimming back and forth for long now, in a spot deeper than Darren could even reach.
Even from the distance, he can notice the rippled muscles on his back, flexing as he bent his arms as a support and occasionally coming up to take a few deep breaths before diving back in.
Of course, it was another sight to behold. To see him swimming like that, handsome and dripping. He makes it seem like swimming such an easy sport, he was doing it easily and effortlessly. It was as if it's the most natural thing to do while for Darren, he literally struggled for months before he finally learn how to even float.